Untouchable Beauty

by Meraki P. Lyhne

  Did he trust Daniel enough to let him go make coffee on his own? With the progress since the steak knife and Daniel’s increasing calmness he actually thought it possible. But he wouldn’t be able to focus on the feeding then, and he didn’t like when time with his regular breeders became something clinical as when he just found one somewhere in the complex to take the edge off his hunger by just getting it over with. If anything, his regular breeders deserved better. He had handpicked them because he felt some sort of chemistry with them, after all.

  Daniel grunted in his sleep, and Seldon turned his head to watch him. The door opened, and Jerry stuck his head in, looking confused at finding Daniel there. Seldon just waved him closer, putting his finger to his lip. Jerry tip-toed to the bed and perched on the edge.

  “My doses are very potent right now because I have to dose tonight.”

  Jerry widened his eyes. “You asking me to do this undosed?”

  “If you can. If not…”

  “Don’t finish that sentence,” Jerry said, shaking his head and squeezing his eyes shut.

  “Actually, I was going to say you could leave, but he’s an Untouchable, and I’d kind of like to be able to be around him before tonight and not have to lock him in a cage and have to cook everything myself.”

  Jerry stared at him for a few seconds. “Take me out one day. Clothed. And I’ll give you my best undosed.”

  “If you can’t enjoy it, then that’s just it. I’m just asking, you can say no and go.”

  “You gonna rim me then?”

  A spark of hope sent a jolt to Seldon’s cock and it twitched in excitement. “You want me to?”

  “Wanna try it undosed, yeah.” Jerry smiled shyly.

  Seldon smiled, hoping the breeder could enjoy it. Jerry wasn’t the most difficult of the eight, but he had never enjoyed even a hand job while not being dosed. He’d get hard, but there wasn’t a lot of lust and pleasure to feed from.

  “You get a bit of control over it then. Kneel up here.” Seldon got out of the bed, stirring it enough for Daniel to wake up and look surprised at finding a guy climbing into bed with them. He moved back, taking the pillow with him. Seldon snatched it from him, grinning. “There’s a pillow behind you, I need this one.”

  Jerry knelt, facing the headboard and Seldon placed the pillow between his legs before lying on his back with his face under Jerry’s ass.

  “Oh, shit,” Jerry said, lowering his ass, and Seldon tongued the pucker, making Jerry squirm. But not from lust. Yet, hopefully. Took a few minutes, but then a gasp escaped him, and Seldon started feeding—the itch on his skin moved to his spine and tickled down and was absorbed. Jerry took advantage of being in control and undulated against Seldon’s face, and when Seldon finally used his tongue muscles to try for penetration, Jerry groaned and began fucking his tongue. Now all Seldon had to do was keep his dose back because he was far more hungry than this would satiate, and he squirmed in need under the breeder’s ass, moaning and eating that ass like it was his last fucking meal.

  The tingle to the spine rushed faster, telling him the breeder was moving closer to orgasm, and Seldon felt his cock twitch and spit out a liberal amount of pre-cum at the prospect of getting the breeder off undosed and by his tongue alone. When Jerry reached for his own cock, Seldon swatted at his arm, so Jerry grabbed the headboard again and dove down on Seldon’s tongue harder.

  Seldon groaned loudly and sucked and tongue fucked the ass harder, poking in long enough to massage the prostate. The tingle grew stronger and suddenly rushed to his balls. The orgasm rolled through Jerry, his pleasure igniting Seldon’s and he came hard from the purity of the energy.

  Jerry pulled off, shakily and Seldon rolled away and got up to look for the paper towels. Jerry’s semen was all over the sheets, and a few drops on the headboard but Seldon wasn’t hungry enough want to lick that up. He was satiated enough to not be a problem around Daniel.

  “You seemed to like that,” Seldon commented, cleaning off his own stomach.

  “Fuck. I’ve been rimmed when dosed, but this was good!”

  Seldon grinned, eying the surprised breeder. “Are you willing to try that again sometime, then?”

  “Riding your face without a dose? Possibly.”

  “Perfect.”

  “Is there a difference?” Daniel asked. Jerry glanced his way, biting his lip.

  “Daniel, undosed can be a problem, remember? Like the breeder who attacked me with a chair. Jerry isn’t much of a talker about how he feeds us. Ask Jeff or Alex, they’re more open about it.”

  Jerry looked embarrassed by the question and scrambled to get out of the bed. Seldon didn’t comment and waited until Jerry had closed the door to the bathroom before he sat on the bed to look at Daniel.

  “Sorry, Master, I didn’t mean to—”

  “It’s okay. I told you that you can always ask. Should have clarified you should ask me until you know the breeder better. They say there’s a difference. Dosed sex is like sex when really drunk or high. For a Cubus it’s just really fucking intense, not a high. Definitely not something to be feared on your part. The rest is in your human heads after being part of a society that thinks sex can be wrong in some way.”

  “Well, I guess, before it becomes my turn, I’ll have a very different idea compared to now. Even now I’m getting more used to the idea.”

  Hearing that pleased Seldon. He did have a sneaky suspicion that it was the case since the boy had jacked off in front of them. And with that delicious thought, a new boner rose. This day was going to be hell.

  “Glad to hear it.” Seldon got up as Jerry came out from the bathroom. “So, Daniel. Time for your breakfast?”

  “Yes, Master!” Daniel bounced his way to the end of the bed and ran past Seldon and into the bathroom. Jerry smiled, looking after Daniel.

  “Thanks for this, Jerry. I’ll tell you next time we go out. I was thinking of taking him, soon.”

  “Yeah, okay. See you around.” Jerry left, and Seldon joined Daniel in the bathroom to take a shower. Bad idea.

  “You shower alone today and put some clothes on. And not the leather or something snug.”

  Daniel pulled his toothbrush out and looked at Seldon in the mirror. “Yes, Master.” Daniel actually looked worried, so Seldon went to stand directly behind him as he brushed his teeth and stepped up close.

  Self-control, self-control, self-control.

  “I have more self-control than that, Daniel. Just don’t see a reason to torture myself more than necessary.”

  Daniel smiled and got a wicked gleam in his eye. What was that about?

  “Yes, Master. I’ll find something…unattractive.”

  “With you in it? Not possible.”

  “A sheet as a toga?” Daniel grinned around the foam in his mouth and bent to spit it out, offering up his ass far too close to Seldon’s erection.

  “Boy! That ass!” Seldon went to turn on the shower instead.

  “Sorry, Master.”

  “Not your fault, not your responsibility. Just me being hungry, and you’ll get used to that, too, over the next three years.”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “Now, shower, and make coffee while I shower.”

  “But…you said I’m not allowed to be alone.”

  “Apparently I think you can, now. You are done fantasizing about steak knives and shit, right?”

  “Yes, Master. Absolutely. And…I wasn’t that day, either.”

  “Good. So you get a bit of trust today.”

  “Thank you, Master.” A ghost of a smile crossed the boy’s lips as he went into the shower stall alone. The wall separating them was made of glass, which meant Seldon could watch. If he had learned one thing, it was that he loved watching his boy.

  * * * *

  During breakfast, Daniel noticed Seldon being more quiet than usual. Except his body language. He couldn’t really sit still, and his leg kept jack-hammering. He checked his work emails and drank his coffee, but other
than that, Daniel was left with not much of a conversation, and no urges to strike one up.

  So he let his mind wander, trying to keep it from having watched some guy grind his ass in Seldon’s face. He just didn’t get the appeal of it.

  Tonight was the dreaded dinner party, and Daniel wondered whether Seldon was the only one to arrive so hungry. Probably not. He finally felt secure in making the casserole and Rosadin had explained that just because he had to make a double portion didn’t mean everything had to be doubled up. Especially seasoning. A thought struck him, and his chest burned from having potentially fucked up. He bolted from the chair and checked that he had all the ingredients.

  “What’s going on?” Seldon exclaimed.

  “We’re short two ingredients for tonight, Master.”

  Seldon smiled and nodded. “Good boy.”

  Daniel stared at him in wonder. “How is that good?”

  “It’s good that you remembered. What do you need?” Seldon typed away on his computer before looking at him again. Daniel had expected some rant about not being prepared, not to be praised for remembering it in the last minute.

  “Cheese and that green nutty thing.”

  Seldon snorted. “Green nutty thing. I’ll have it delivered. But, now that we’re at it. As you get to know how to make more dishes than eggs and casserole, I’d like you to make a schedule. A weekly schedule of food so we don’t have the grocery department run here six times a day with things you forgot. It takes a while to learn, so I’ll be helping you out, of course. Write things we need up on the fridge. Toilet paper and stuff like that is brought in by the cleaning crew, so no need for that, just food items.”

  “Yes, Master.” Daniel looked at the fridge where Seldon had already begun a note, putting down hot chocolate. Daniel returned to the table and topped off their cups.

  “Thanks. When the guests come tonight, you need to stay away from the red-eyes. Their lack of self-control can be epic so unless you have pressing matters around then, stay clear and close to either me or Caledon.”

  “Yes, Master. That I have clothes on is kind of a safety isn’t it?”

  “Yeah, but Untouchables are rare. We got lucky this time and got in three of you, but that’s a maximum, an absolute maximum of a normal year. Divided by twenty four thousand Cubi, you can see how that can be a problem to learn about first hand, then. A lot of red-eyes never met one.”

  Daniel gaped at the number of Cubi. No wonder this place looked like it had more than a hundred levels of windows. He shook the number, going back to the part that involved him.

  “I’d have thought we were easy targets,” Daniel said, not really thrilled to be reminded of this. “Young and hopeful counts all of us.”

  “You’re a pain to get because parents tend to protect their kids. You made a mistake in skipping school and not telling anyone where you went, so you disappeared on your own.”

  “Yeah, I helped you in that regard,” Daniel muttered, still kicking himself. He glanced at the computer, itching to get onto his profiles to see how his friends reacted to him being missing. And he missed his phone.

  “What’s going through your head?”

  “I don’t even know what they’re doing to find me. I mean, the red-eye on the train said no one ever found anyone the Cubi took, but…”

  “I checked. Last sighting was at a Starbucks. Your friends leave comments here and there that I can follow without your passwords.”

  “And my parents?” Daniel looked up, fighting tears as he didn’t think Seldon would appreciate those.

  “Haven’t lost hope.” Seldon looked like he didn’t want to talk about it, and Daniel wondered why he’d tell him anything.

  “So many kids run away from home,” Daniel said, remembering at least two from his school who had. Their parents had barely cared when some of the seniors had made an attempt to show their support. “Why not take any of them?”

  “You saw the other two, right? The other two Untouchables?” Seldon asked, turning his cup absentmindedly in his hands.

  “Yes, Master.”

  “On a scale from one to ten, how would you rate their looks?”

  Daniel looked up, once again having missed the detail of Cubi being fucking vain. He tried to remember them, and the girl was a definite ten. Not really having looked at a lot of boys with other thoughts than wanting to look better than them he had to think about the boy differently. Shit. “Ten.”

  Seldon snorted again, sitting back to study Daniel. “If they’re tens, then you’re a twelve. God, I love Lord Caledon for giving me first dibs between the two of you.”

  However much Daniel thought he should be offended by this, he felt proud, and his ego stroked. Jesus, he was becoming a total head-case. He felt as vain as the Cubi. Then his thoughts went to what the blue-eyed, who had gotten the other male Untouchable, was like. Whether he was an asshat like that guy Alex was so afraid of. Did he really want to know? Did he want to know whether he had gotten the better master or the prick? Since he could do absolutely nothing about it, he figured ignorance was bliss.

  Seldon’s computer pinged. “Groceries will be here in about thirty minutes. Food is to be ready around five. If you go finish up and get ready, I’ll take you through what will be expected of you and what won’t be, okay?”

  “Yes, Master.” Daniel got up and was about to leave when Seldon cleared his throat. Daniel turned and saw he had almost left his plate on the table. Seldon just glanced his way but didn’t say anything. Daniel’s mind had already been occupied with whether he could remember everything Seldon was about to tell him that he completely neglected to remember the neat-freakiness. “Sorry, Master.”

  “Never expected you to learn it all in a day. Hell, my kids took thirty learning some of the stuff me and their moms were supposed to teach them, and we still teach them stuff.”

  “I actually thought about something yesterday.” Daniel stopped because it was an odd thing to say out loud. But Seldon watched him patiently. Daniel shuffled his feet and massaged the back of his chair, trying to find the wording. “I kind of see how much my parents haven’t taught me, and it occurred to me they haven’t really taught me anything. And they never hit me, as you know. I was just wondering how I could feel happy that you teach me, but…”

  “You’re not too fond of the disciplining, yeah, I get it. Let me put it to you another way. If I didn’t pressure you to better yourself what would that say about me?”

  And that was a better phrasing of the problem than Daniel had managed.

  “That’s just it—that’s the part I can’t figure out. I mean, I even had the thought that not teaching me to use a washing machine before after I was ready to leave the nest is…parental neglect somehow.” The last part came out almost mumbled because what was he accusing his parents of?

  “Harsh, but I agree,” Seldon said, shocking Daniel. “I do this because I care about the kind of person you can become.”

  “Cubi partner,” Daniel said, quietly.

  “Not just that. Yes, you becoming a great Cubi partner at the end of our three years makes people respect me. But I do care, Daniel, don’t ever think I don’t.”

  The big man looked so sincere. Daniel smiled at that, thinking he got his answer. Seldon was strict because he cared, but he didn’t like that he then thought his parents didn’t. He cleared the table and wiped it down, realizing his thoughts about his parents didn’t matter anymore because he was never going to see them again. He shoved the thought from his mind and double checked that he had remembered everything.

  He then went to the bedroom, glad that Seldon trusted him with being alone now. He found the clothes he wanted to wear that night, staying away from the white leather. If he had to work while they had an orgy he wanted something he could move in. But he also wanted to be seen. He was a status symbol for Seldon, and his beauty was what made him valuable. He wanted to make Seldon proud. Why he thought like that, he had no idea, but he really liked it when Seldo
n looked at him like that.

  He had to do the makeup himself and even after twenty minutes he wasn’t entirely happy with it. But with it came a study of himself. He got up and moved the chair to take in the entirety of his person in the mirror of the vanity table. Not just what he saw but what he could be seeing in the future.

  He sat again and looked through the makeup bag, rummaging through it. Lipstick. He looked in the mirror again, wondering whether the bold color could work. Why the hell not? It matched the rugged stripes on his shirt. It took a few tries before he got the outline right, but he liked it.

  Groceries had to arrive soon, he remembered and finished up, collecting his makeup in one corner of the table before skipping off toward the kitchen. As he reached the den, he heard Seldon talk with someone, and when he entered he saw Caledon standing by the sink with his back to them.

  Seldon looked up and gaped at Daniel. “Caledon, my Untouchable tortures me!”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, turn around and see for yourself.”

  Caledon turned with an amused expression but then gaped. “Jesus.”

  “See.” Seldon pointed, and the whiney expression had Daniel snicker. “Not funny. You look so damn fuckable, and I’m starving.”

  “That is mean,” Caledon said, chuckling and returned to wringing the dishcloth.

  “You look beautiful, Daniel,” Seldon finally said, smiling.

  Caledon returned to the table. “What makes you dress up for a dinner party like that?”

  “Well, for…for Seldon. He likes it.” Daniel looked at Seldon, hoping he hadn’t misunderstood something.

  “Like it? I fucking love it, but the red-eyes will go crazy.”

  “Stay clear of the red-eyes,” Caledon said.

  “Yes, Lord Caledon.”

  Caledon smiled and nodded. Daniel glanced at Seldon who had that lustful look in his eyes. Oh, this was the sweetest kind of revenge, and just that Daniel held that kind of power by the way he looked, felt awesome. Caledon chuckled and got up from his seat to point Daniel there. He then sat at the end of the table, looking from one to the other.